Oh yes. It’s that time of year.
The boots and jeans are put on. (Insert the wow-ooh-OW noise from ‘The Good the Bad and the Ugly’ here.)
Eeep. Thar be poop in there.
I grabbed a shovel and the wheelbarrow, and…was promptly Jehovah’ed.
It’s like I showed up on their radar. SHE’S OUTSIDE, GO GO GO!
Anyway. I cleaned the coop, and found this under the nesting box. That’s what that 5-gallon bucket is in the coop – it’s a nesting box for the chicken. Except she’s kind of a douche and doesn’t use it.
It’s weird that I didn’t find it before, because the coop’s been cleaned since then, but it’s a remnant of the bobcat…incident. It was sort of wedged under the bucket.
AND LET THAT BE A WARNING TO ALL BOBCATS. BOOM.
Good lord I’m getting very distracted while writing this.
Anyway! Poop! I cleaned it all up!
The wheelbarrow was dumped on the compost pile where all the kitchen scraps go. And in a year we’ll have a bunch of black compost to put in the garden. This is real circle-of-life stuff, people. Well, maybe not life, but circle-of-poo just sounds weird.
And now we have a nice clean coop! This picture makes me crazy because I look like a sumo wrestler with that big blob on top of my head. That’s my hair, y’all. In what is now called a top knot, but I grew up calling a bun.
See you in a few!